Sarah: Chairs

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In the early 80's, my 19-year-old stepdaughter, who was a Long Island, NY native made her first visit to Winston-Salem. Her Dad and I took her to Reynolda House. As we expected, she was bowled over and sat in every chair in every room and ask to have her photo made. (There weren’t ropes on the chairs then). After a number of shots and a new roll of film, I asked her why she wanted so many photos.

She replied, "I’m going to tell all my friends that is where my dad and his wife live."
I exclaimed, "Dolores, you can’t do that!"
She replied, "Why not? They will never be here."